I've become lost in this desert place
trying to run this worldly race
carried by my own two feet
but the world has me in defeat
and faint and weary I fall
as I cry out in a call
longing for a friend to be near
only to realize one can't always be here
So I search for a reason
to this dry and lonely season
and amongst the sorrow and pain
in this vast terrain
A treasure I found
for I was carried off the ground.
Never to be left in the snare of despair
nor alone and on my own
but with the Son
of the almighty one
